Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Taiwan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Arcadia to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Vogues,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mummies,
Basic Channel,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
Pantytec,
Dorothy Ashby,
Organ,
Cluster,
The New Christs,
The Happenings,
Mad Mike,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
Deepchord,
Erasure,
John Cale,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eddi Front,
Davy DMX,
The Dead C,
Minnie Riperton,
Average White Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Stereo Dub,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
Nik Kershaw,
Eli Mardock,
Scientists,
U.S. Maple,
Bluetip,
Andrew Hill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Section 25,
The Barracudas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
Sister Nancy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Porter Ricks,
Bang On A Can,
The Busters,
Circle Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eden Ahbez,
Hasil Adkins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Little Man,
the Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Normal,
Rufus Thomas,
Can,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.